East City- Chapter 2 Event

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East City (東の都 Azuma no Miyako), also known as Metro East and the East Capital, is one of the main capitals of Earth. East City is where Orin Temple is located. West of the city, next to Orin Temple, there is a Bamboo Forest.​
 
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The Valtraxian with long white hair, silvered eyes and an aged face, adorning the Tundra Force armor had been flying above the stratosphere, before his eyes caught both the sight of a city and a strange floating structure. A brilliant idea flashing in his sadistic mind, he landed on the Lookout in the sky; his hands slamming into the surface of the lookout before accelerating himself with the lookout of the old earths guardian. The Lookouts bottom burning and heating up as it rapidly came down against the center of East city, and what occurred was a brilliant display of destruction. Upon impact the Lookout shattered, erupting g-force similar to a hydrogen bomb expanded a radius of destructive force outwards wiping out ninety percent of East city, leaving a Crater with flames and skeletons of bodies melted into the curvature of the crater. Standing amidst the center of the crater, the Valtraxian Astorath stared towards the sky, taking in the scent of death, flames and carnage.
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Rutaba shot through the sky at full speed, blue ki streaking behind him like a bright comet. The closer he got to East City, the heavier the air felt, like something bad was waiting.

Then he saw it.

The whole city was gone.

He slowed down so fast his aura flickered. His eyes went wide as he stared at the giant crater where East City used to be. Smoke was everywhere, thick and black. The ground was all cracked and burning. Nothing looked right.

Rutaba hovered there for a long moment, mouth open.

“…No way…” he whispered, his voice small.

He slowly floated down and landed near the edge of the big hole. The ground was still super hot under his boots. Ash floated past his face as he looked around — broken buildings, flipped cars, and scary quiet where there used to be lots of people.

His little fists clenched tight.

“This isn’t fair…” he said, his voice wobbling a bit. “Where did everybody go…?”

Rutaba rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, then lifted his head toward the middle of the crater where the smoke was the thickest. His tail stiffened behind him as blue ki slowly started glowing around his small body — not crazy and wild like usual, but steady and strong.

“…I’m here now,” he said quietly, eyes narrowing.
 
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From the center of the crater, Astorath's silver eyes focused on the glow of a blue light at the edge of the high point of the crater; his boots shifting on the ashen grounds charred with bones and concrete. His legs pressing hard against the ground, debris erupts behind him, moving with his speed at 8,333 he broke through the smoke forcing it to tunnel inwards in a reverse influx as his gloved hands extended out towards the source of that light. His eyes catching a small child as his left hands grip would wrapped around the childs skull, and with his strength at 3,333 he slammed the childs head into the ground causing the back of the child's skull to crack by the sheer momentum transferring into pure force. By doing so his hand let go of the boy's skull; his left hand swiftly grabbed the furry brown tail sticking out his back. With a vice grip he lifted the child with ease before rotating his left wrist forcing the saiyan child to twirl in the air before heavily slamming the boy on his back multiple times creating small craters that gradually grow in size...
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As the echoes of "Ginger Town" faded behind him, Shinji shot eastward, a blur against the sky, his speed a desperate race against time. Even from high above, the air grew thick with a stench that clawed at his throat – a nauseating cocktail of burning flesh and decay, a grim promise of what lay ahead. Below, East City was a raging inferno, a landscape devoured by fire. And there, at the epicenter of this devastation, stood another Valtraxion, its form silhouetted against the towering flames. Shinji, was unusually silent in the upper atmosphere, surveying the horror from his undetected perch. The Valtraxian loomed within a colossal crater, a gaping maw in the earth, not empty but filled with a ghastly tapestry of charred remains. The sight alone was enough to churn his stomach, but the putrid, metallic scent that wafted up, even at this altitude, was truly foul, causing his nose to involuntarily wrinkle in profound disgust.

"The hell is going on"

An idea clicked in his head.

However, before he could react, he noticed a familiar ki signature

"Rutabaga... why is he still here?"

Shinji's gaze was locked on the boy, a knot tightening in his gut as Rutaba descended into the crater, seemingly oblivious to the lurking danger. The Valtraxian, a hulking shadow, remained unseen by the young Saiyan. With a sharp intake of breath, Shinji unleashed a subtle, almost ethereal flicker of feint blue ki, a deliberate, calculated pulse designed to snatch the beast's attention. It worked. The Valtraxian's massive head swiveled, its predatory eyes locking onto the boy, abandoning its previous target. What followed was a sickening blur of motion as the creature blitzed Rutaba, a whirlwind of raw power. It didn't just strike; it began a savage, relentless brutalization, slamming the young Saiyan's skull into the unyielding ground again and again. The sickening *CRACK* of bone against rock reverberated like a gunshot across the desolate battlefield, a sound that promised not just injury, but a devastating concussion for the child.

"Tch..."

A tempest of raw ki erupted beneath Shinji's feet, coiling into a pulsating conduit of pure energy. He wasn't just moving; he became a living projectile, launched with desperate force to snatch the young Saiyan from peril. The sheer force of his departure birthed a thunderous shockwave that ripped through the air. His speed, now boosted fivefold to an impressive 20,750, as Shinji rush forward he blurred him into nothing more than a crimson streak—a searing red phantom. Before anyone could even blink, before their minds could register the blur, he had already closed the distance, slamming his palm into the Valtraxian head who was manhandling Rutaba. In the next instant, as if materializing from thin air, Shinji reappeared, the Valtraxian's massive head now firmly clasped in the palm of his hand, he reinforced his arm sacrificing his ki and magical abilities amplifying his durability to 4,250 so that he won't lose a limb from the raw power generated from his speed. He moved so fast he generated a huge amount of momentum and when his hand gripped his opponent it pulled his head with incredible force, all that speed turning his body allowed him to generate immense power forcing an even greater impact. As he grabbed the head of the Valtraxian he twisted and pulled and his insane speed allowed him to have more leverage and torque far beyond that of what he could do standing still; the sheer velocity he generated in this very moment allowed him to rip his opponents head clean off it's shoulders...

"Well damn...."

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Astorath’s hand smashed into Rutaba before he could even react.

The world spun.

His face slammed into the ground with a deafening BOOM, cracking concrete and blasting ash everywhere. The impact rattled through his skull and spine like a hammer. For a second, Rutaba went completely limp under the Valtraxian’s grip.

Then Astorath grabbed his tail.

“GAHHH!!”

Rutaba screamed as pain exploded through his whole body. He was yanked off the ground and slammed down hard. Once. Twice. Three times. Each hit cratered the earth beneath him, sending rocks and debris flying while screams tore out of his throat.

By the last slam, the ground had turned into a shattered pit.

Then everything went quiet.

Rutaba lay crumpled in the middle of the crater, twitching on the broken stone. Smoke curled up from his torn clothes. One arm jerked weakly against the dirt while his tail spasmed beside him.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

His breathing came in short, ragged gasps.

“…Uhhhh…”

One eye squeezed shut while the other barely stayed open, glassy and unfocused. His body kept twitching against the ground.
 
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"Jackpot!"

Shinji impressed himself with such a feat.

Snatching the head clean off one of the valtraxians shoulders. He stood proud for a moment staring the decapitated head directly into their lifeless eyes, grinning sinisterly as the blood of his victim filling the palm of his hand dripping into a crimson puddle. However, before he could continue celebrating, he felt an immense gust of wind rush pass him, and his body felt like it was on fire his blood boiling; he felt as if he was about to implode.

Shinji could barely catch his breath and his vision blurred.

Fatigued....

"Looks like I've over done it."

He tried standing for a moment as his knee buckled under the pressure of his own weight, falling to a knee barely holding himself up. As he dropped to a knee balanced himself with one hand his left knee and the other still gripping the head of the valtraxian like a football. He refused to let it go as this was now his new trophy. As he relaxed for a moment to catch his breath Shinji's. Looking towards Rutaba he worried if the boy had survived that brutal beating,

"Tchh.. Hey RUTUBAGNA!!!" Shouting at the Saiyan child as he gathered enough breath

Resilient as ever, displaying a strong will and fiery spirit.

"You alive over there!?"


*Cough cough*


Shinji stood back up tall walking over towards the boy lightly tapping his side with the tip of his toes.

"I knew it,..." Shinji grinned devilishly

"you're just another loser."

He held the valtraxian's head high "You see this,..." He looked towards the sky smiling revealing his sharp shark like teeth, "This is what a winner does..." mocking Rutaba for getting demolished in a matter of seconds. He laughed as the boy lied their barely awake, his life seemed to be fading but hopefully help could come time, Shinji turned to recover the Valtraxian's body but due to his exhaustion he couldn't lift the body, crossing his arms pouting as if he were the same age as Rutaba. He sat with his legs crossed as he began rambling and having conversations with the severed head pondering on what to do with his victims' corpse.

"hmmm..."

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Rutaba just lay there twitching on the shattered ground while Shinji kept talking.

One leg jerked. Then his arm. Then his tail flopped weakly against the crater like it was done with everything.


His voice sounded all scratchy and weak.

Blood kept dripping from the corner of his mouth as he stared up at the sky, barely able to move.

“I regret… glowing up like a dumb blue glow stick…” he groaned. “That guy hit… really really hard…”

Another big twitch ran through his whole body.

“Ughhh…”

Rutaba’s eye slowly drifted over to Shinji and the severed head he was carrying around like it was normal.

“…you’re weird…”

He paused for a second, breathing all ragged.

Then, even though he could barely keep his eyes open, a tiny grin tugged at his mouth.

“…but…”

He coughed hard, wincing.

“…I still stalled him for you…”

His tail gave one last weak twitch against the dirt.

“…so… I kinda win too…”
 
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*Snickering Devilishly*

"Oh?..."

Grinning ear to ear.

A magical silver aura shimmired over Shinji and his body felt much better, light like a feather as his exhaustion lifted. The unique healing effect of his magical energy within his body allowed him to recover much faster than the average demon.

"You think you helped me huh?"

*Snickers Devilishly twirling the severed head upon fingertip with perfect balance*

"You're one funny little guy, I like you"

*Squatting next to Rutaba as still spinning the head on his fingertip*

"For what is worth Rutubanta, i'll think im gonna make you my side kick"

Shinji snickered and his devilish grin became a haunting laugh. Slowly he creeped his free hand towards the saiyan child till the palm of his hand hovered over Rutaba's nose, casting a dark shadow over his face.

Shinji snickered devilishly

"After this you're going to owe me...."

The palm of his hand began to emit shimmering white light and around the palm of Shinji's hands as he focused all of his energy sacrificing his speed, strength and durability in order to increasing his magical abilities to 5000. "This going to hurt a little" Menacingly grinning ear to ear, a pale shimmering light became a fiery silver aura emitting from the palm of his hand, this silver light engulfed the saiyan child slowly restoring his vitality, the process was a slow and painful process, Shinji was only familiar with using magic to mend his own wounds...


For a moment it had seemed like this method of trying to use magic to restore Rutaba's injuries was helpless, "Got Dammit!!!!" Shinji roared in anger, in that moment of doubt Shinji grew frustrated despite coming close to completing his task; his ki violently erupted from his body engulfing him in a crimson aura, and his magical energy would erupt into a raging flame accidentally setting the saiyan child on fire. This flame was potent; however, it did not possess enough heat to cause any immediate burn damage, nothing a little stop drop and roll couldn't put out. A smoked cloud emitted from the saiyan child, Shinji started cackling, to him this was a hysterical moment he would never forget. The head he twirled upon his finger remained unscathed which he now held in the palm of his hands with an intense grip, next he turned to face the body, lifting it with a simple hand gesture using (Telekinesis), hauling the headless body towards himself through an unseen tether.

"Now what to do with this one?..."

He grinned devilishly as plotted on burning the corpse to ash or devouring it....

Or blow it to smithereens...


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The second the silver flames covered him, Rutaba’s eyes popped open.

For one second he felt super good! The hurting in his head went away, everything stopped aching, and he felt like he could run around forever.

Then he realized he was on fire.

“AAAAAH!!”

Rutaba jumped up super fast, silver flames dancing all over his clothes and tail while rain poured down. Steam hissed off him like a kettle as he flailed his arms around.

“WHY AM I STILL ON FIRE?! THIS ISN’T FAIR!!”

His clothes caught fire completely and burned away in seconds, leaving him standing there in just his underwear, looking shocked and embarrassed.

“MY CLOTHES!!” he yelled, covering himself with both hands while still on fire. “SHINJI YOU BURNT MY CLOTHES OFF!!”

He rolled into the crater full of water.

SPLASH!!

Rutaba rolled around like a crazy fish, kicking and splashing water everywhere while smoke puffed up in big clouds.

“HISSSSSSSS!!!”

After a bunch of frantic rolling, the flames finally went out.

He stayed face-down in the water for a second, rain pattering on his back, now completely soaked and completely naked.

“…I feel like a baked potato,” he mumbled.

Then he pushed himself up and threw a few test punches.

FWIP! FWIP! FWIP!

His eyes went huge.

“Wait… I feel even better now!!”

The big grin came right back as he bounced up (still trying to cover himself with one hand) and pointed straight at Shinji with an angry little face.

“You set me on fire!!”

Rutaba looked super betrayed.

“You can’t heal somebody and burn their clothes off at the same time! That’s not how doctors work!!”
 
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